13 Killer

The head is robbed

When the thick-cheeked codet arrived, there were already six of his friends who had collapsed in the hands of the guns of the attackers, some more people were injured quite badly, some were injured, once he saw that he could suspect that the attackers were none other than the young men from the village of Pendamaran who a few days ago they looted.

His anger immediately overflowed when he saw another member killed by the sword of one of his pollinators who at first glance had a higher silat science than other youths. by plucking his cleaver the cheek of the codet flashed attacking a person who was none other than Wirasaba.

'Traang., trang.!'

Wirasaba gasped when the sword that was about to cut the body of one of the robbers was restrained, even almost the opponent's machete broke his hand if he did not quickly dodge.!

'Unfortunately, apparently you guys are tired of living, until you accidentally come here.,!' maki the codet cheek growled. 'The backs of Gempal Codet., let's just send them to the afterlife right now,!' said one of the cheek comrades codet.

Wirasaba quickly read the situation, 'Some of them have returned here, it seems like the others are still busy putting out the fire.We have to act quickly, but the comrades have not managed to find the kidnapped girls.'

'But, soon dead there are still many thoughts, Ayoh finish them.!' exclaimed the thick codet.with a dozen of his friends they ganged Wirasaba and four of his friends.The unbalanced fight happened, although outnumbered but the young men of the village Pendamaran was not empty barrel, but, their science is good too.

Actually when their village was invaded by gangs of Jalak Gandos, some of the village's youth including Wirasaba and Respati were outside the village to practice silat in a padepokan that was only opened four months ago, incidentally the founder of this silat padepokan is the uncle and teacher of Wirasaba himself.The young people of the village are practicing in turns, because they also have to keep working to help their families.

On the way home from the village, they passed by the villagers of Pendamaran who were running around, apparently they were about to report the robbery in his village to Wirasaba. Finally some went to seek the help of the royal soldiers, while the rest tried to chase the gang of robbing Jalak Gandos, but having to find a horse mount first made them a bit late in pursuit.

Wirasaba was directly faced with a person named Gempal Codet. although his body was fat and large but his movements were quite steady.The science of cleaver is also ferocious and powerful, and powerful, while Wirasaba who was armed with a white steel sword was able to balance it with the agility of his body and the speed of his swordsmanship, the pace after the pace flowed quickly, these two people were involved in a quite exciting fight.

'Bigh.,!' there was a slashing scream from one of the youths of the village of Incognito, although it was able to finish off the lives of two robbers, but he was also unable to avoid the stabbing of the opponent who split his back. while Wirasaba lost a friend, on the contrary, the gang of robbing actually increased with the return of other members from extinguishing the fire made Respati.it makes them more overwhelmed and desperate.!

'Haa., ha., soon all of you will perish in this place,!' teasing Gempal Codet, a machete in his hand again threatened, now he was more confident in facing his opponent, in an instant he launched three stabs and two stabs at the goal at once to kill Wirasaba.!'

'Death to you.!'

'Traang., traang., tang.!'

Although jolted in shock but the vice head of security of the Incognito village did not become nervous, his sword twirled tightly like a shield fending off his opponent's machete attack and then retreated several acts, although his left arm was still scratched by a machete, but his left arm was still scratched by a machete, but his life can still be saved. Wirasaba growled furiously, her thin and flexible white steel sword moved slightly slowing down, drizzling water points suddenly appearing to envelop around where she stood.

When his sword attacked, hot springs accompanied by glittering light also struck, this is Wirasaba's greatest sword style named 'Morning Dew Sword Light,!'

Actually, this style has only been inherited a month from his teacher is also not completely studied, but the results are quite extraordinary, the results are also not perfect, Codet's stock was roaring in pain as the drops of water that hit like hundreds of sharp and hot needles hit his skin.He had to jump away, he jumped away, when seen some parts of his body's skin holes and bleed, it feels very hot and painful as if doused in boiling water.

The pain and heat caused by this style attack made Gempal Codet a crime to face the Wirasaba sword attack that came later, this person was only able to bend his machete repeatedly, this man was only able to backe his machete several times, until finally the tip of the opponent's sword slashed his right chest, this person must have died of being cut off by Wirasaba's sword if only nothing would have been in the way.

'Whuuut., Beet.,!'

'Traa.!'

Wirasaba trembled violently in her hands, her white steel sword almost released, yet unaware of what had happened, she had to hurriedly clatter backwards as there was a slap of spear eyes threatening her head, neck and chest. although it survived but the wind of a sharp spear attack roared still made his clothes tear big, his skin was scratched, blood also seeped.!

Wirasaba glanced at his sword, the tip of the sword looks thick due to the impact of the weapon earlier, this proves the power in the person who confronted the sword had high power, maybe even above it, once again a raucous scream sounded, when he turned from when out of five people now lives he with a friend in black who is still alive.the other three one by one died in the hands of the members of Jalak Gandos. now they are both surrounded.!

'It's only with eight people but you dare to patronize our lair, really stupid and crazy. 'But, I am a little amazed by your recklessness for being able to kill dozens of my men,!' scold someone to Wirasaba.

'Surely these two people are still not enough in exchange.,!'

Not yet he had time to answer, the person who was armed with a long golden spear had already thrown two body figures in front of the vice jogoboyo of the village of Pendamaran, not an ordinary throw but also accompanied by energy in height, making people who want to accept must also have great power.

'Whuuuk., Bruuuk.,!'

'Dirga Rawit.,!' the screams of Wirasaba and his friend called the names of the two bodies that had become corpses, they were struck when they watched the two people who were thrown before their eyes were none other than their own friends.

'Devil man, rotten prisoner.,! 'I will pit my soul against you.,!' the black-clothed young man named Lembu Suta was crashing his face. The sword in his hand immediately made three stabs at once. Although his martial arts under Wirasaba, but in a state of scruff this young man's attack is quite dangerous.!

'Sembu Suta., Don't.,!' shouted Wirasaba. sword piercing, spear stabbing., only once heard the clash of weapons, next there was only the sound of a stifled scream accompanied by the throwing of the body figure of Oxen Suta with a broken stomach, intestines decomposed and blood scattered.!

Withstanding his deep wrath, Wirasaba looked at the man before her, a tall, haunted-faced figure with short hair, in her right hand clutched with a yellowish spear, a sign not an indiscriminate weapon, the spear's eyes were still covered in fresh blood, although he had never met but he was sure that this person was nicknamed Jalak Gandos, the leader of the famous robbers.!

But what made him anxious was that on the left of this person was drooping in Respati limp, the young man's body was bruised and full of bloody wounds, two members of the legals were seen stepping on his body that was lying on the ground, although he was still breathing, his injuries were very severe. Wirasaba complained, her scratched chest felt hot and swelled blackish, only then did she realize the opponent's spear contained poison.!

'Fuck, fuck.,! 'What should I do., the reinforcements from the royal soldiers would probably not come, while I was alone, it seems that my life also ends here, ' said Wirasaba, nevertheless this young man did not feel daunted, even in his heart he was determined to kill as many of the raiders of Jalak Gandos as possible who had destroyed his village.